#dreamtale x reader

[vikkirosko]

🍎 Nightmare x fem!Reader headcanons Queen of Chaos 📚

Nightmare was someone who carried negativity and whose presence filled others with negativity. It was not difficult for him to find universes where there was a solid negative, but one day he began to notice something unusual. It's like someone has already visited several of these universes. It's like someone has already managed to undermine the balance in these universes. He was curious to find out if this was the case, and he began his search. The result surprised him. He found you. He could almost feel the chaos emanating from you, despite the fact that outwardly you looked graceful and majestic, like a queen who ruled in the midst of the chaos. And even his appearance didn't bother you at all, as if it was something expected and taken for granted

You openly admitted that you were the one who created chaos in other universes. When he asked you why you were doing this, you smiled charmingly at him and said that you liked chaos, you liked to see the consequences of your actions and it fed you strength. Listening to you, Nightmare realized more and more that you had something in common. That's why he invited you to join him. It didn't take you long to make a decision. You agreed, ready to leave the universe in which the chaos you had created was beginning to grow. When he brought you to his castle, he greatly surprised his subjects. You didn't look like them, but it definitely didn't bother you that your new home was a castle with you and a few skeletons. It would seem that you cared much less about this, but your calmness and serenity pleased him. Nightmare hoped that now there would be someone who would not make a ruckus in his castle, but on the other hand, he was tormented by doubts, because after all, you created chaos wherever you appeared, and perhaps he condemned his peace to destruction with his own hands

After a few weeks of you living in his castle, he realized that bringing you there was a good decision. If you created chaos in other universes, then in his castle, thanks to you, order came. You couldn't stand it when your apartment was in a mess, which was even funny. You were calm, you preferred a quieter pastime than the others, and when you found out that there was a library in the castle, you began to spend almost all your free time there. He liked to admire you. You were a breath of fresh air to him, who usually dealt with annoying personalities. He really liked you, even though he would never admit it, but you were observant enough to notice how often he looked at you when he was sure that you didn't see it

You often brought souvenirs from the universes you visited with Killer, Dust and Horror. Sometimes it was books, sometimes it was trinkets that caught your eye. And sometimes it was outfits. You really liked beautiful outfits, no matter what it was. Nightmare remembered well how you came to his office in a new dress that you found and asked him if you looked good in it. He could have sworn that you were doing it on purpose. You were deliberately trying to throw him off balance, and he was really close to the truth. You liked to see how worried he was and you were getting closer to him, not even hiding the feelings you had for the king of negativity, but you were in no hurry to tell him everything, wanting to know if he would figure it out himself or if you would have to tell him directly how you felt about him

More and more often, the thought came to him that you were a queen. You were like that even before you met. You were the queen of chaos, capable of planting seeds of chaos in the universes with a wave of your hand, which sprouted and grew. But in his castle, you behaved like a merciful mistress of all his possessions, who calmed not only his subjects, but also chaos itself, bringing order. And more and more often he thought that he wouldn't mind if you really became like that. He was thinking that since he's the king of negativity, you could be his queen. You could do much more together than apart, but so far he hasn't found the strength to talk to you about it. But the more often he spent time with you, the more he watched you, the more he realized that this important conversation would happen very soon

[undertale-fluffcanons]

4th!: Dream from what I've heard has a positive aura, due to being the guardian of said emotions, and in turn Nightmare has a negative one. What if that aura grew to be a bit too much and becomes overwhelming? He might need to go to the reader for comfort/help...

*Nightmare will never admit that his negative aura can become overwhelming, especially not to those he’s not close to

*however, there is one person that he can rely on, and that’s you. You are the only person who is aware of how overwhelming his aura can become

*so anytime this happens, you are the first person he will come to for help/comfort. You will keep him close and won’t let him go until you are sure he’s calmed down and that his aura is back to the way it should be

*the first time this had happened had caught you off guard. You were aware of his negative aura, but you didn’t think it would get to this extent

*so now you’ll keep him close, hug him/cuddle with him, whatever else may come to mind, until he calms down

*Nightmare will never admit this outright, but he does appreciate your help

[sundropmoondroplover]

Underverse Masterlist

Undertale:

Sans:

Our Little Secret Undertale Sans x Female Magic Reader Story

It's All Okay Undertale Sans x Reader

Papyrus: ~Nothing yet~

Underfell:

Sans (Red): ~Nothing yet~

Papyrus (Edge): ~Nothing yet~

Underswap:

Sans (Blue): ~Nothing yet~

Papyrus (Stretch):

Winter Cuddles Underswap Papyrus x Reader ~Currently working on~

Horrortale:

Sans (Axe or Bear): ~Nothing yet~

Papyrus (Sweets): ~Nothing yet~

Dreamtale:

Dream: ~Nothing yet~

Nightmare: ~Nothing yet~

Inktale:

Ink: ~Nothing yet~

Errortale:

Error: ~Nothing yet~

Outertale:

Sans (Nova): ~Nothing yet~

Papyrus (Apollo): ~Nothing yet~

[bonefanatic]

in which; you put more than one king in check. (chat i low-key cooked with this one i think)

The room is quiet, the air is thick with tension.

The smoothness of the pawn's peice feels good in their hand. They turn it this way and that, watching the eyelights of their opponent flick across the board.

The skeletal king reaches out and moves his knight. The peice seems almost as though it's taunting them.

They set the pawn down, observing the board. They almost sympathized with the pieces, seeing their fallen comrads in the captured peices.

Was this what everything came to? All the blood and lives lost?

A game of chess. That's what determined whether or not the sacrifices were worth it. Perhaps the gods had indeed abandoned this world.

The blood beneath their nails is particularly noticable against the light colored wood of their queen.

Perhaps they'd have ballads written of them, the fallen hero. The last of the ones who fought.

The one who lost.

They squash the thought, placing down the peice and capturing the knight.

"You're clever, little knight. I imagine we could've been close, given more desirable circumstances."

His bishop takes the place that had once belonged to the lighter peice.

They finally let a grin come to their face. He ignored their true plan completely.

"Well, I think we can both agree that you've never been the most imaginative."

Their armor clinks faintly, moving their remaining bishop to sit in front of his king.

"Checkmate."

Faint gasps echo through the room. The king's eyelight shifts, become fuzzy and then shrinking to a sharp pinprick. The pinprick flicks to them, burning with an intensity they're unfamiliar to.

The king rises from his seat, seizing the knight's wrist. As he brushes the board, the peices move to their proper places, as though they had never been touched.

His smug grin tugged into a snarl and their heart falls. An old warning rings in their head, one they wish they had heeded; never trust the nightmare king. An attempt to pull their arm from his vice grip proves futile.

Suddenly, he's stood directly in front of them. His next words leave him as easy as breath; "Marry me."

[and-bone-appetit]

Ask for your human ver of Nightmare, if you do that sort of thing..

*walks over to Nightmare and gets on one knee*

Nightmare….😘😍❤️ marry me?

*hold up ring pop and makes adorable creator noises.*

>:0

Guys...I don't think he's marriage material /j

Nightmare belongs to Jokublog

[soul-shenanigans]

Fancy NM is so perfect to be a sugar daddy because; He can handle your shopping with his tentacles, carry you around with no problem (you probably weigh nothing to him) and make his subordinates do everything for you!!!!! It is like getting spoiled and pampered 24/7,

- 🩵

where's the lie tho? Rich? Check. Owns a big residence? Check. Daddy? Check

Anomaly Design belongs to @htsan

[osleeplessflowero]

Tired

fluff, gender neutral reader, reverse comfort ♡

Oneshot Masterpost ♡

Some alone time with Nightmare.

A calming melody plays from a radio that Killer had placed in one of the various castle windows. You stand outside, watering can in your hand as you open the gates to Nightmare's rose garden. Magic floats in the air, keeping the flowers of various colors thriving with energy despite the winter weather outside of the garden. You find yourself humming along to the tune, relaxing as you make your way through each row to give the roses their daily refreshments.

As you continue your stroll, you find yourself growing a bit lost in thought.

It sure has been an eventful year, hasn't it?

It's had its ups and downs, but in the end..everyone is still together. You're with those you love most, and you're the happiest you've ever been. Even if it takes fighting off the multiverse itself to stay with them..you'd do it over and over again.

A fond smile crosses your face as you make your way towards the middle of the garden, briefly glancing up at the fountain before turning back to yet another group of magic-infused roses. Seems he's planted some new ones recently..they're the color of your soul. A lovely touch. He's even put up a sign warning Killer not to touch them.

You chuckle at that, shaking your head amusedly as you continue to water them. He'd never show it around the others, but in truth..he may call himself the King of Negativity, but with you..he has a softened heart. At the end of the day..he goes to you, when he needs you.

You shiver due to the cold weather, rubbing one of your covered arms with your free hand. You did wear warm clothes, but it seems the jacket you chose wasn't fully warm enough to your liking..Too late to go back now, though. You're already halfway through.

Your thoughts are interrupted when something heavy is draped over your shoulders. As you freeze in place, an arm reaches past yours to place a larger, green gloved hand over your own. Gently lifting it up so you won't pour too much water in. Seems you were a bit more distracted than you thought..

"You're back!" You turn your head to face him with a welcoming smile. He jolts a bit at the sudden movement, before patting down the cloak he'd placed over you to keep you warm. "If I'd known earlier, I would've said Hi."

"You shouldn't be out here in such thin clothes. You'll catch a cold, and then I'll have to take care of you." He huffs, a faint green blush crossing his cheekbones as he averts his eyelight away. You smile sheepishly in response.

"Yeah..my bad. I thought it would be warm enough, but it's pretty chilly out today..you guys are lucky you don't have to feel the cold. Sometimes it can be a bit much.." You find yourself absentmindedly nuzzling your face into the fur of his cloak, embracing the warmth it gives you as much as you can. "Thanks for this. I'm glad I can count on you, Night."

"..Of course you can." His eyelight softens as he watches you shift your attention back to tending to the roses in his garden. His pride and joy.. you may even treat it with as much care as he does. Definitely a big contrast to when the others are left with it.

There's a peaceful silence for a moment as you both simply stand with one another, watching the water pour down before switching to another. You open your mouth to say something, but before the words come out..his arms wrap around you. He leans against you from behind, letting out a sigh as he does. His body's so warm..whether it's the magic or something natural, you wouldn't know. But you don't mind the feeling.

"..Nightmare? Are..you okay?" You slightly shift your head to face him. He closes his eyesocket, losing the tension in his shoulders.

"I need a moment." He mutters, his voice barely above a whisper. "Please let me have this."

Your eyes soften. Seems he's had a long day today..

You remain still, letting him hold you for a while and resting a comforting hand over one of his own. It's a rare occasion for him to (quite literally) lean on you like this, you wouldn't want to ruin it. And, selfish as it may be, you want to take advantage of his warmth a little, too.

"..Has it been a bit stressful today?" You ask, voice soft so as not to startle him. He gives a small nod in reply, holding you a little tighter. "I'm sorry. Maybe I could help cheer you up? ..How about we go make some tea and spend time together in your study? It's a lot more quiet in there, and I can keep Killer out until you feel a little better."

"Dearest, you always know just the thing to do.." He speaks softly. "..Sometimes I wonder if we're truly soulmates."

You smile at that. "I like to think we are, even if it isn't "official". Something similar to that.."

He lets you go so you can turn towards you, a soft admiration in his gaze. He gently takes the hand he'd briefly touched before, lifting it to his teeth to press a kiss against it. You feel your cheeks darken, breath hitching as you watch him before he moves your arms back down. He doesn't let go of your hand, but he does gently urge you away from the garden with a light tug. Good thing you've finished watering them..

Walking through the castle hallways, you briefly give Killer a wave before shaking your head once he starts to follow you both. He raises a browbone in curiosity before looking over Nightmare, seeming to come to a realization before giving you a thumbs up and walking away, presumably to go bother Dust.

You open the doors to Nightmare's study, letting him enter.

"I'll be back in a moment, I'll make us some golden flower tea. I've heard it's pretty good for relaxing." At his nod, you gently close the door behind yourself and make your way to the kitchen to make the tea; humming a tune to yourself as you do before heading back with matching cups. He uses his magic once you reach the door to open it since you have your hands full, and you give him an appreciative nod before sitting beside him on the single couch in the room.

He sinks into it, letting out a heavy sigh as he looks up at the ceiling. You sit your cups down on some small coasters, gently sitting his cloak off to the side since you'd gotten warmer the moment you entered the castle.

"Having to deal with so many imbeciles across the multiverse every day is unbearably draining. Not to mention putting up with my idiotic brother. It's one thing after another.." He pinches the bridge of his nose. You give a hum of acknowledgement, taking a sip of your tea.

"I understand how you feel. You've got a lot going on. ..Why not take a break?" You look up at him.

"I couldn't possibly. I'm a King, I have to carry out my responsibilities each day. And keep tabs on my brother so he doesn't gain an advantage over me." He narrows his eyelight at that part, earning a huff of amusement from you.

"Well..Kings take breaks, too. You work yourself too hard, and it's making you stressed. Plus, I'm sure you want one in the end..why else would you seek me out?" You raise a brow, giving him a grin. His cheekbones lightly flush a pretty shade of green as he turns his skull away, embarrassed. You're reading him like a book..

"That.. isn't the only reason, you know." He mutters, earning a chuckle from you in reply before he leans his head against your shoulder. "..You're one of the very few people I can feel..calm with. Everyone else drives me insane."

"Because you love me?" You smile. He huffs amusedly in response.

"Of course it's because I love you. That, and something about you..seems to soothe me. I can't quite explain it.."

"I'm glad I can bring you some peace. You always seem to be in some sort of..turmoil." You shift your hand a little bit, beginning to trace small patterns against his skull. "It makes me happy to know I can bring you some sort of relief. Plus, it gives me an excuse to have some alone time with you."

He leans up a bit, eyelight staring into your eyes. You pause a moment, slightly tilting your head in curiosity.

"Dearest.. you can have alone time with me whenever you'd like. You don't need an excuse." He takes your hands in his own. "If you want to spend time with me..then do it. Whenever you'd like."

"I wouldn't want to bother you when you're busy, is all. You have a lot going on, and.." You trail off, averting your eyes from him. He rests a hand against your cheek, silently urging you to look back.

"Dearest. You could never bother me. The others, sure. They do all the time. But you..you could never. Always remember that."

The adoration in his eye makes your heart flutter as he smiles, a warmth to him present that only you are able to see. Something special, only for you.. just as he only has eyes for you.

"..Do you understand?" He speaks softly, resting his forehead against your own. You hum in acknowledgement. "Words, love."

"..Yes, I understand. I'll visit more often, in that case." You give him a warm smile to match his own. His eyesocket seems to go half lidded, before he leans down a little more. You find yourself leaning up, sharing a soft kiss with him as your eyes close. Your surroundings blur out of view, the only thing you can focus on being each other.

After a short bit of time, you both let go..and he returns to lying against your shoulder.

"Never tell them I act like this, or I may have to kill you."

"No, you won't. You love me too much. Not to worry, though..I wouldn't tell them."

He huffs amusedly in response, watching as you grab a book from off of the table.

"..Want to read together?" You ask him, already knowing the answer as you turn to the page you'd both left off at. Minutes turn into hours as you continue relaxing in one another's company..and Nightmare finds himself relieved. Maybe a break was a good idea after all.

[inepta-puer-simp]

okay, let me explain

i'm wildly delighted with the works of the @itsxroxannex

it bring me aesthetic pleasure. all this work with shapes, with color, with the overall conciseness of the picture

so i decided first to give honor and respect, and secondly to practice. i sincerely hope it's not something unpleasant for you…

[vikkirosko]

Okay, I need something about Nightmare. To tell the truth, I basically need something on Undertale and AU, but there are no requests on this topic, so I'm doing my best

🍎 Nightmare x Reader headcanons Accused without guilt 📚

Nightmare has visited other universes. The negative emotions he found there attracted him, but one universe he was drawn to seemed strange to him. There were a lot of positive emotions, but there was a corner in which negative emotions accumulated. This piqued his curiosity and he decided to go there, ready at any moment to go back to his castle, away from such an unpleasant positive. The place he found himself in was strange. It reminded him of a castle. Stone walls, and the only weak source of light was the candle you were sitting in. You were the source of negativity in this universe, and there was enough of it for him to notice it and pay attention to you. You looked like you rarely left this gloomy, empty room, there were dark circles under your eyes from lack of sleep, and in principle you didn't look very well, but as soon as he appeared in the room, your gaze darted to him, even though he was hiding in the dark. The fact that you noticed him couldn't help but make him smile faintly

He asked you why you were in this room, and when he heard your voice, he frowned a little. Your voice was quiet, hoarse, as if you hadn't spoken in a very long time, but you told him, even though you needed to take breaks. You're obviously not used to talking for so long. You told him that you were locked in this room when you were a child and since then you have hardly left this room, and the only people who came to you were those who brought you food or hurt you again. Your words made him frown harder. Your story reminded him of his past. He asked you why you were locked up, but you couldn't answer his question. They never told you the clear reasons, only what you considered nonsense, like that you were cursed, that you attracted failures. It's like from the moment you were born, everyone you met thought you were bad, but no one could tell you why. The more he listened to you, the more anger burned in his chest. He hated when innocent people were being tortured, and he wasn't going to let it continue

The only thing you managed to ask him was who he was. Nightmare said he was the king of negativity, and then he disappeared. He didn't see your faint, faint smile and quiet gratitude for talking to you. You were trying to sleep again. Only in your dreams were you free. It would seem that you could accept your fate and then you might feel a little better, but you couldn't. You hated those who locked you up, even if you once considered them your loved ones. It's been too long for you to continue to have any warm feelings for them. The screams and noise outside brought you out of your slumber. You didn't know what was going on, but you sat there listening to the screams start and end. This continued until the screams finally died down. You didn't know what happened, but you weren't sure if you wanted to be found or not. Both options could have ended with your death. When the door opened, you squeezed your eyes shut because of the bright light and heard voices. Unfamiliar voices that said that, apparently, Nightmare was talking about you. One of the skeletons, and it was them, helped you get up and reach the portal through which you entered the castle of the king of negativity

You were able to see your mysterious guest better and he felt that the negativity in your soul had not gone away, but now he could use it to his advantage. Just as he took Killer, Dust, and Horror to himself, so he took you. He sensed magic in you that was fueled by the pain you had experienced throughout your life, and with proper guidance, your magic could become a powerful force. But first you had to at least start living. He assigned it to Killer, who explained to you where everything was in your new home, he told you about everything, and Nightmare watched you from the sidelines. But he didn't expect to find you in his library. You were sitting right on the floor, quietly muttering to yourself the text written in the book. It was like you were trying to figure out how to pronounce certain words. He watched your efforts for a few minutes and finally interrupted you, asking what you were doing there. You quietly told him that you would like to read the books that were in his library, if he didn't mind. Your request seemed strange, but he saw no reason to refuse it. You often began to come to the library, and Nightmare watched you, feeling satisfied with how books fascinated you, as if it were the most interesting thing you had seen in your entire life, and perhaps it really was

Every day you were filled with life. You looked better, you spoke more confidently and louder, but even when you had a smile on your lips, Nightmare felt the darkness, the negativity that settled in your soul. You couldn't get rid of it even if you wanted to, and he wouldn't let you. You were one of his confidants, you were the one who connected his life with negativity, even if you haven't fully realized it yet. He wasn't ready to admit that he saw himself in you in the past. But he didn't have anyone who could help him, but he was able to find you and now he wasn't going to let you go. But he didn't know that you were and wasn't going to leave. You were grateful to Nightmare for saving you, and you weren't going to betray him. You were bound to him until your death, and nothing could have changed that

[undertale-fluffcanons]

hi!! it's been a while, hasn't it? c:

first of all, how are you doing?? i haven't been here for so long that i'm even ashamed

of the second... what about the bad guys' reaction to a y/n they haven't seen in a long time? c;

I'm trying to remember, my memory isn't too good ;w; but I'm doing well! Been working on my other fluff blogs, especially my newest one (it's a blog for fluffcanons for things I don't have a blog for, haha!) also I only take two at a time! I only wrote for Nightmare since this one turned out pretty long!

*Nightmare, while he won't admit it outright, he does miss you after not seeing you in so long

*He's curious to how you're doing and if you're well, and... if you still love/care about him as before

*So seeing you again definitely caught him off guard, since it was all of a sudden. He was called to take care of a mystery "intruder" like who the hell would have known where he is??

*Only to find you being held back by Killer and Dust. He immediately got them off of you by grabbing them with his tendrils and throwing them off you. "Get the hell off of them!" He yelled at them, making them scramble to get out of the room.

*"Well, it's certainly nice to see you too, Nightmare." You chuckled a bit as you crossed your arms, looking back at the goopy skeleton in front of you.

*without really thinking about it… he actually hugged you, which surprised you. The hug didn’t last long, however, as he pulled away and looked back at you. “…where the hell have you been? Have you been alright?”

*he continued to ask you questions, which you answered to calm him down, but he didn’t plan on letting you leave so soon. He was either sitting close to you or holding your hand

[pleasestayawayidonotlikeyou]

How would epic sans act with someone who's Like Jessica rabbit? dresses up and acts exactly like her.

Featuring: Epic.

Masterlist

Tall hot woman and funny cartoon man relationship? Tall hot woman and funny cartoon man.

He loves the fancy and luxurious way you dress, it's a big contrast to his own usually messy style.

People ask how he managed to pull you, not even he knows, maybe it was his sense of humour? Maybe it was the way he's a gentleman to you?

Will ask to do your makeup on random days, be careful if you let him, because you'll end up looking like a clown.

Has tried one of your dresses on, took it off 2 minutes after showing you, too tight for him :(

Gives you his jacket on dates, especially when it's cold, he doesn't want you to turn into ice!

Cross is the number 1 supporter of your relationship, as long as his best friend is happy, he's happy!

You're probably good friends with Nightmare, who unlike Cross, judges your relationship until he has no more words on his vocabulary to express his discontent, and it's something that Epic fails to understand, just.. how did you even became friends.

The sound of your heels clank could be heard across the gloomy corridor of the palace, your eyes scanning point to point of the doors, looking for a certain silly skeleton.

"Looking for Epic again?"

A groovy voice filled your ears, a voice who you recognized. You turned your head back to be face to face with the god of negativity himself, Nightmare. Words didn't even need to be used for him to know what the answer was, to which he only replied with a sign while opening up a portal, murmuring "He's not here..".

You don't even think twice before running through, Nightmare following right behind, finding yourself in a vast blank space with esmerald colored portals, that you knew lead to other universes.

"..(_____), my dearest friend, may I know what on the multiverse do you see on that... Guy?"

You look up at him with a smile.

"He makes me laugh."

[skelesunderthetale]

Best ways to give them affection, and their favorite way of receiving it? (You can do whoever you wish, I only ask that Nightmare and Killer are included :] )

What are the best ways to show them affection

Characters: Nightmare, Killer, Dream, Geno

💘

Dreamtale (Nightmare) He is probably the least affectionate guy here, and in the whole world, but he does have his weak spots when he’s feeling a bit less defensive… Nightmare likes little things like you making him his favorite drink, tidying his bookshelves, watering his clearly dying plants he likes to keep outside. Notice how everything he likes doesn’t require his presence? He likes it the best when it’s subtle. You don’t have to tell him what you did, he’ll notice eventually. Something New (Killer) Killer likes affection when it can boost his ego. For example, Killer prefers when you ask what he’d like to do and then participate in whatever activity he feels like doing, it shows a certain kind of selflessness. Another example would be just making sure he’s taking care of himself, because we all know that isn’t really happening. He likes the attention you give to him and his well being. Most of the time, he acts like he doesn’t care or shrugs it off, but don’t be fooled. It’s just the only way for him to grip on his last hope that he didn’t completely fall for you. His feelings are shaking him up quite a bit. Dreamtale (Dream) Dream isn’t asking for things often, he’s more used to giving attention to others than people doing so towards him. But since he’s with you, everything has changed. You made him come out of his shell, you made him feel better about being “selfish” and being himself. That’s when he started showing you that his favorite thing to do with you was cuddle. Simple, right? Well, for him, it was a big deal. And when you guys started to make it a regular thing, he felt like he was in heaven. Just a hug from you, his face buried in your neck, is enough to charge his battery up. Aftertale (Geno) Geno misses affection, the warm feeling he used to have when he was in company of his family and friends back then. It got taken away from him, and he suffered enough. When he met and eventually started dating you, it’s like all those feelings came back, like he could feel that same joy again. He loves receiving compliments, any type of praise towards him makes the little part of his soul left warm up. He’s easily embarrassed, but he is like that. He loves you, and even more if you can easily word up your affection. --- I hope this suits what you asked for :))

[and-bone-appetit]

You draw my wife- I mean nightmare as human very well😭🙏

Your art is beautiful💖

Awwww thx for the compliments!!! (*≧∀≦*)

Here’s a drawing of human nightmare!

This had to be drawn

Nightmare belongs to Jokublog

[soul-shenanigans]

May I please give Nightmare a hug? I just think he’s pretty neat.

-A fellow Nightmare simp

-A fellow Nightmare enjoyer

There you go

Huggies with Noot-

[voidandabyssal]

How would nightmare react to someone that helped him at his lowest

The s/o in question is as old as him maybe even older. The s/o met him when he was a child and sulking near the tree of emotions because everybody kept on hating him for being the protecter of negativity

The s/o took pity in him and decided to become his friend.

But even if nightmare now had a friend, he succumbed to negativity and ate the apple

The s/o at the time of corruption was going to hang out with him but instead saw him murder people mercilessly so they got scared and ran away.

And after hundreds of years of nightmare looking for the s/o throughout the multiverse, he met them helping dream instead of him.

I would like to know what Nightmare would do in that happens because my thoughts just left me at that

Nightmare:

The moment he takes a bite out of that apple is simultaneously the best and worst decision he had ever made. The feeling, the power, the justified revenge he got at the hands of the village was worth it

Even when his body tore apart at the seams and black goo burst from his cavitys. Tentacles bursting from his back. His teeth twisting and sharpening into painful reminders of his decision.

Until he saw you. You’re face twisted in horror, fear

He hated you. From that very second, overcome with negativity, he swore he wouldn’t forget your face. The emotions he pulled from you only strengthened him. Further empowering his shattered and remaking body.

You were supposed to be his friend! Someone who cared for him, who stuck by his side through even the worst of times.

you were exactly like the rest of the village.

You were using him! you only befriended him because of his status!

He’s so consumed with everything that you just manage to slip away from him. You just barely manage to escape, his sharp tentacles slicing your cheek open leaving a thin trail of blood behind.

When Nightmare snaps out of his rage. After the village had been destroyed, though he still feels the ache of that perceived betrayal he still wants you around.

Dream is gone, turned to a statue, and you are the only thing he has left.

He searches, and searches, and soon rips the village and surrounding lands apart as he looks for you.

He assumes you’re dead. Killed by him. He lets the negativity consume him once again. Forcing himself to relive the memories of your time together.

Hundreds of years pass, and Nightmare has mostly pushed you from his mind. Occasionally going on a rabid hunt throughout the multiverse in search of you. The desperate part of him, the part of him that could still be considered Passive, still believes you to be alive

He hates himself for that day, he wishes he had grabbed you, held you tight in his arms and stopped you from disappearing.

Constant battles between him and his brother and that newfangled ‘star sanses’ keep him from finding you. Constantly bothered by Dreams desperate pleas to be able to find you.

He holds nothing back, lashing out with every ounce of aggression.

Then he finally sees you. Older, more mature. Still as beautiful as he last saw you.

You were wrapping the wounds of one of Nightmares victims. Regret poured out from you as you remembered the last time you saw him.

Before you can dwell on past regrets, Nightmare sneaks in. Watching on in jealousy as you care for the injured.

You leave the injureds home, when you feel Nightmares tentacles wrap around you and tug you towards him.

The grip is tight, almost painfully so. Every time you struggle he holds you tighter, wrapping his arms around you in a tight hug

“You’re here… you’re really here” he mutters, tucking your hair behind your ear.

He fixates on the scar on your cheek, a reminder of Nightmares attack.

He presses a kiss, one as gentle as he can manage. On top of it.

A silent ask for forgiveness.

You can struggle as much as you want, but Nightmare will never let you go.

The two of you disappear into the void. Nightmare taking you to his home.

You are kept careful hidden away. Like a precious gem in a dragons hoard.

He will tend to your every need, keep you safe and locked away from any would be meddlers.

He won’t let you out of his sight until Nightmare is sure you won’t leave. Even then, he keeps a carful eye on the people around you.

You’ll come to love the new him eventually. You don’t have a choice

[inepta-puer-simp]

so… it seems like checkmate?

i think i actually like how it turned out, so if you do too, let me know